Batter Up Lyrics

Batter Up lyrics

[Sports personalities]

 Welcome ladies and gentlemen

 This is Mark... oh-Who-gives-a-fuck from '93 TV

 This is my co-host, Bob Buttafuoco

 (Hey hey guys) Yeah yeah yeah

 We got a crowd that's in a frenzy Bob

 Let's go down to the announcers for the start of the game

 

 [Stadium announcer]

 And now.. please rise for the singing of our national anthem

 

 Hook: (paraphrasing "The Jeffersons")

 

 I say the fish don't fry in the kitchen

 Beans don't burn on the grill (that's right)

 It took a whole lot of tah-ryin

 Just to get up that hill

 I said but now we're up in the BIG LEAGUES

 My dirty it's our turn at bat

 And just as long as we livin, it's Lunatics playa

 It ain't nuttin wrong with that, huh - batter up

 

 [St. Lunatics]

 I'm the first to swing

 I'ma run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings

 Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love

 Hit the club, me and T-Luv holla what

 I put my mack down, she throw a curve ball

 She owed Milli smoked that herb and some Llly-bone

 She tip-top 'em, Optimo

 First base, god livin like a worst race

 First chase, throw yo' people and yo' kind

 Second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo' mind

 It's about time, second base wisdom rhyme

 Sittin strong, skipped third base and headed home

 Third baseman just don't understand baby what the bong

 What the fuck wrong, with this world today

 With these girls today, diamonds and pearls the way

 You wasn't fuckin with me, leave, for the wrap that's in my seed

 Now you stays on yo knees cause we's be in the big league

 Cause we's be in the big leauge

 

 Hook

 

 [Nelly]

 Well you should see me now, I'm eatin Wheaties now

 I'm stealin second and third and lookin home peepin greedy now

 See me now, people call me speedy now

 Known for runnin the quickest miles

 hit and run in any town, any ground

 Rules 'fore I hit it, split it, lick it and quit it

 And hit it, lick it, did I say lick it, (yeah) fuck it, lick it

 Ain't no shame in my game, that normal shit ain't my thang

 If I stick with my dick then put your mouth on my brains

 I maintain through the atmosphere, what we got here

 A sucka in fear, hear the roars and the cheers

 From the crowd when I take the mile, let me show 'em how

 Hit the ball on the ground and make 'em get down

 

 Hook

 

 [Sports personalities]

 Well uhh this next young batter on deck

 He's still in high school (yeah I heard that)

 (It's a great day though) 

 A good high school out in U-City of St. Louis, Missouri

 (I think his name's umm, who knows..

  Mur-uhh, Murphey Lee or somethin)

 

 [Murphey Lee]

 I want my name not, not said but screamed

 I went from fantasies to dreams, dreams to bigger things

 I'm like Bennett I been in it since, ninety-three

 You can tell cause my L angle 90 degrees

 I'ma sixteen year-old school boy, platinum skills

 Swear to tell the real, the whole real to make a mill'

 I lie little but still, talk straight up like motto

 I could tell you somethin now, you think twice about it tomorrow

 I promise, I gets deeper than file cabinets when rappin

 Money, money, money, money what's happenin

 I'm comin up like family members in basements, and I stay bent

 Make a milli to play with, buy a building you can pay me

 And the 'tic is who I came with

 You know how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do

 

 Hook

 

 [Sports personalities ad libbing]